This was written when I reached a crossroad in my life's journey. I hope once you read this you will understand the sadness and beauty of uncertainty. There is beauty in all sadness for without it we wouldn't be alive.
Why I wasn't important.
Why I wasn't worth it.
Why I was invisible.
Why I gave up.
Why I hate myself.
Why I am alone.
Why I got rope.
Why I got a chair.